A town known for its freedom and wildness, New Orleans has more than a dozen red-light districts.

Taverns, brothels, casinos, all the shops that magnify human desires are found here, and countless people make a living from them and enjoy them.

People often think that this is the underground world of New Orleans, and only those who are truly at large know that the real underground world never comes to the surface.

Charles Street.

This is perhaps the most regular part of the town.

There are no casinos, no brothels, no drunken drunks roaming the streets, and no sneaky brokers in the shadows.

On both sides of the street, there are only rows of regular shops, ready-to-wear, groceries, restaurants, decorations, ......

Looking at the floor-to-ceiling glass with bright windows, ordinary people would never have imagined that the core of the underground world of New Orleans, the [Old Tavern], would be hidden deep underground.

Order and chaos, so close.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Caterina pushed open the door of the old tavern.

She was dressed in sassy men's clothes as usual.

The loose white shirt hides her slender figure, and the hem is knotted at the waist to tighten the waist of Yingying.

The lower body is a pair of khaki tight breeches, which wrap around the long legs and outline a straight and round curve.

The belt hung loosely between the breeches and the waist, the left sword and the right gun, capable and flamboyant.

A pair of dark brown tall leather boots clattered, clattered, clattered, and swayed to the bar with the gentle sway of the doorbell.

"Bach, a glass of rum, thank you."

At first hearing her voice, the one-eyed Bach looked up in surprise: "Hell...... Redhead! Are you still alive? ”

"Satan seems to be afraid that I will go to hell to preach the gospel. As you can see, at the cost of the lives of my ship and the lives of all seventy-three people on board, I survived. ”

"That Black Mamba......"

"Revenge is over." Katarina's voice lowered, "Whether they go to heaven or hell, they can at least get rest." ”

Bach's one-eyed flickered, and he quickly fished out a glass from the cabinet, filled it with ice, filled it with wine, and slammed it in front of Caterina.

"Your glass, redhead."

"Pack to inquire about Bach...... I really can't let you know anything. ”

Caterina began to recount her adventures.

"I was amazed by Amy. Philard attacked, and the ship sank off the coast east of Barbados. The whole ship died, but I was the only one who survived and fled to Bahiba. ”

"In Bahibba, I met a noble young master of England, his surname was Drake."

"Drake?" Bach's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"It was indeed that Drake." Caterina laughed, "It's just a pity that he's English." ”

"I deceived him under a false name, boarded his ship, and used his ship as bait to sink the Viper and the Fangs west of Bridgerton. Rattle fled, and the remaining sailors included Amy. Philard, including Philard, was banished to a nearby reef where it was impossible to survive. ”

"Avenge the crew, I disembarked in Kingston and went to Port of Spain, where I joined the smuggling ship Jackdaw, and became the first mate there, and still am."

"You joined the smuggling ship? Don't be a pirate anymore? ”

"No, I'm a little tired of it."

Bach let out a long sigh: "The Red Rose of the Caribbean has abandoned the pirate code, this will be big news." Red-haired, Mingren doesn't speak dark words, whose token of the Pirate King is in his hands now? Drake, your new captain, or Amy, who doesn't know if she lives or dies. Philard? ”

"They're not in my hands." Caterina smiled, "I don't know where they are. ”

"How much?"

"It's not about money, old friend."

Bach frowned: "If it weren't for the money...... Are you here to announce your retirement? ”

"The captain is going to the United States." One by one, Caterina lined up the gold pounds on the table, and lined up a full five, "Bach, I need some useful information. ”

"America's News ......"

"Bermuda has a new Squadron Admiral, who, like your savior, has the same surname as Drake."

"The establishment of the continental detachment has also been adjusted, with the addition of the third-class ship Lion, the fifth-class ship Lostoft, and the sixth-class ship Badger and Antelope, and the overall combat effectiveness has been greatly improved."

"Ten days ago, Admiral Drake launched a new round of continental blockade, the main target was Baltimore, the smuggling ships suffered heavy losses as a result, and the French Navy was organizing a breakdown."

"Jackson suffered a political defeat in Boston. Because of the French Navy's active performance in naval warfare, the U.S. Naval Revitalization Plan he supported lost the majority support of the Continental Congress. ”

"His good friend Edmund . Haight is in financial crisis, two new destroyers under construction at Haight Dockyard are out of production, and Jackson risks facing charges of wasting taxes. ”

"Relevant information, the Netherlands is preparing to support the French attack on the British colonies in the Caribbean, in order to interfere with Admiral Drake's blockade plan on the mainland......"

……

At the moment when Caterina is meeting with her old friends, the secret entrance of the old tavern welcomes two strangers.

It was Acharin and Daniel, who were dressed in grand clothes.

Today, Daniel has equipped himself with a full gentleman's dress, decorated with a brooch of colored feathers, with a cold face and blond hair in a shawl, like a French nobleman preparing to go to a banquet.

Acharin's clothes are even more exaggerated, and his whole body is retro, and he has stepped on the flag that Lorraine had set up before.

Pair of suspenders, high-rooted shoes, feather hats, lace trims, a pair of exaggerated, red, white and blue puff sleeves dotted the shoulders like leather balls, and the heavy foundation was applied all over the face, leaving the skin as pale as a freshly painted brick wall.

As a true continental aristocrat, he has received comprehensive and orthodox social training, and he also has the corresponding background support.

This meant that he could disguise himself as the only feminine gentleman in European high society whenever he wanted.

Just like now.

He cocked his orchid fingers, hooked out the pocket watch that was stored in his chest pocket, clicked on the dial, and glanced at it casually.

"What a good garment, how could the captain scoff at such delicate aristocratic manners?"

His tone was more delicate than that of the most delicate lady, and at the same time, he always exuded a high-minded, empty-eyed elegance and aura, and even the handsome Daniel was robbed of his demeanor by him, retreating to the edge, like an obscure retinue.

Daniel said expressionlessly, "In your eyes, is there anything on the captain that can be related to the delicate?" ”

"It doesn't matter, Daniel." Acharin sighed, "It's almost time, is this where we're going?" ”

"Gourdaril-France, according to Madame de Bo, the old tavern is underneath this shop."

Acharin couldn't help but frown: "Why does the tavern have to be built in the basement of the ready-to-wear shop?" ”

"I heard that it was a meeting place during a peaceful coup." Daniel explained the origin of the old tavern with a blank face, "Although the first governor of Spain was enlightened, he still issued a ban on assembly in order to prevent the French in the city from inciting the crowd. The French leader at the time, Gudalil, dug such a basement under his ready-to-wear shop, and invited every non-Spanish white person to drink and do something big. Over time, it became an open tavern built underground, and even the method of entering the tavern became a ritual of sorts. ”

"The tavern needs to be open. How can a tavern that retains the tradition of secret gatherings attract guests? ”

"Secret gatherings?" Daniel glanced at Yacharin, took a step forward, and pushed open the door, "You overestimate your compatriots, how can the French know what a secret assembly is." They simply created a strange and intricate ritual to serve as an entrance to the tavern, no different from most taverns asking guests if they were adults before entering. ”

"How do you know?"

"That ceremony is engraved on the door." Daniel knocked on the door panel in his hand, "Look at the handwriting, it's been carved for some years." ”